Lucia: The Bet

"Unhhh!" winced Lucia as her opponents large palm crashed beneath her jaw. It lifted her body up in the air a little, her feet off the ground and sent her muscular visage shooting straight up like an arrow.

Timing his strike just right, the large 7-foot tall black man sent a stinging elbow into her hard six-pack abs, bending her over. Her toned back flexed with muscle and tension as Lucia grabbed her stomach with her muscular arms, her biceps rippling in response to the pain.

He grabbed her short blond hair and pulled her face up to his.

Lucia had barely gotten out of the shower when the large man had attacked, he was bald and his large square shaped muscular body was covered with Tribal Tattoos from head to toe.

Soon he set his sights on her beautiful breasts and smiled.

His rough hands grabbed and pinched her nipples hard as Lucia's screams of pain filled her apartment. Laughing at her pain, he jumped up and wedged his feet at Lucia's abdomen and flipped her over his head and on to the hard concrete floor by her nipples.

Lucia's nude body landed with a loud, dull thud. She knew she had to get up to her feet quick if she wanted a semblance of a chance. Shaking the cobwebs off, she got up to her knees but the man was ready for her and sent a savage knee that connected flush with her nose.

Blood spewed from Lucia's nostril as her head sprung back from the impact. Her attacker followed with another knee to her left cheek and then her right as Lucia's head flipped to either side with the impact of the blows sending a trail of spit and blood flying everywhere.

He wasn't as lucky, the fourth time he tried a knee. Lucia caught it and replied with a harsh gut punch of her own that sent her attacker stumbling back.

Lucia spit out the blood from on his face and athletically smashed him with a kick to the side of the head, her attacker went down in heap, out cold.

Albright Johnson was asleep, drifting through wet dreams when the call came. The ring of the telephone jarred him into action and he impulsively picked up the receiver.

"Lucia?" He said in a hush voice.

"We need to talk, meet at my place in one hour. Come alone."

Johnson kept the phone down in a daze, the conversation hadn't quite made sense to him yet but that was about to change.

He found her sitting in an armchair by the pool and had to pick up his jaw off the floor:

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"Oh my! You could have let me know if this was a booty call, I would have worn my 'other' pants," said Johnson, staring in awe of the beauty before him.

Lucia laughed and got up off the chair.

"Keep dreaming asshole!" Lucia said as she embraced him with warmth.

"Now tell me, what is it? Why did you drag me half the way across the world," Johnson threw up his arms and shrugged.

"Come with me!"

He charged at her like ravenous dog when they went near the room. Lucia had tied her assailant to the wall, his wrists tied with long rope. Every time she went near him, he charged at her and spoke in a language she couldn't understand.

"Baraka ul khafi uzz..." He shouted as he charged at her like the chained dog he was.

"Laka ul barak ne theze" Johnson spoke as both the man and Lucia watched him shocked.

"What?...isn't his why you called me?!," Johnson sighed.

"Ul tene na baraka?"

"Salon" Johnson replied.

Johnson listened to him intently as he took down notes when required. Lucia waited impatiently.

Finally Johnson walked towards her, notepad in hand.

"Right so, this gentlemen here says there has been a misunderstanding,"
Johnson told Lucia.

"There has?," Lucia felt relieved at the thought.

"Not really!," Johnson laughed as Lucia threw a mock jab at him.

"He says he is from the land of Demigodu..." Johnson looked over some notes on his pad.

"The tribal village north of here?" Lucia inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"Shush!" Johnson said as he pointed a finger at her.

"As I was saying, Ul Asas here...that's his name by the way, says he has come from Demigodu to quote 'to beat you in a fist fight and claim you as a wife' end quote, not that it's less weird but he says you were advertised in a website they used where quote 'wrestled and beat men!' end quote," Johnson said in a mocking tone.

"He says the website mentioned something about an intergender street fighting you organised," Johnson stopped to turn the page before he was interrupted by Lucia again.

"Organised, street fights? Why does this ring no bell?" Lucia sighed as Johnson shushed her again.

Lucia rolled her eyes and mouthed the words "Fine!"

"Lastly, he told me to check the site out for yourselves if you don't believe him"

Lucia pulled out her phone and loaded up the site. There it was, right on the homepage.

"Behold slaves!," She read out aloud.

"I fear..." As soon as Lucia said that word, her mind took a trip to last weekend.

Lucia now remembered the party vividly, some pretty nice times and there she was drunk out of her mind, dancing on the table. Surrounded by women who bolstered her on, she took out her phone and updated the site.

qi fear no oney! anqd i challenge hany man who is willing to have a street fight with me and i wflil tzake him down. itf i can't, then yosu get me!

"Shit!" Lucia exclaimed "I am so fucked!"

Just then, the beast finally broke free and charged at her. He speared her through the door of the room, her body breaking right through the door and landing in the hallway.

Lucia quickly got up to her knees and looked up to see a Knee coming towards her face.

"Crap!"

The knee snapped her chin upward and her opponent followed up with a hard stomp to the chest that sent her flying into the wall behind them.

Johnson watched the action from far and slowly walked out of the room.
Lucia's back cracked the concrete wall and she fell down on her face, just in time to see Johnson sneak out from the corner of her eye.

"Ghee..thanks!" She whimpered as she attempted to get up and made it to her knees.

Her opponent was quickly on her again and wrapped his huge arms around her throat, catching her in a sleeper hold.

"Aayi poko chero!" Al Asas said as he grinded his large member on her toned back.

"That better be your toolbox, bitch!" Lucia cried as she grabbed by him by his head and snap mared him to the floor.

Asas landed ass first on the floor while Lucia timed the kick to the side of her face expertly and sent him flying head first into the wall. She jumped up and attempted an elbow to his back but suddenly he flipped around and blocked it.

He punched her elbow and laughed as Lucia punched herself in the face.

Shaking the cobwebs off, Lucia looked at him with spite.

"You think that's funny, bitch? Now do ya?"

"O O" Asas excalimed as he watched Lucia's fist sail into his balls.

She picked him by his bald head and smashed him face first into the wall so hard that he left a head sized hole at the zone of impact.

She watched him slide down, out cold and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, Johnson burst through the door.

"You are not going to like this, he bought friends!"

Lucia looked out the window to see a whole mob of tribal men approaching. Quickly, she counted eight in her head and prepared. She had barely taken her fight stance, when one man burst through the window in the main hall.
The thin man ran towards her and jumped, aiming a flying kick at Lucia's head. She sidestepped at the last minute, and as her attacker's body sailed by in the air, grabbed his feet and flung him into the wall like a toy.

Just then a second man burst through the door, this one was fatter and wider but still bald. He lunged towards her and caught her in a bearhug locking her down by trapping her arms around his large chest.

Unable to move, she saw a third man jump in a few feet behind her and rushed her down aiming to squeeze her in between two large bodies.
Thinking fast, Lucia decked the fat one with her head, smashing her forehead into his nose. As she felt his grip loosen, she smashed her forehead into his nose again and he let her go. Lucia jumped out of the way, just in time as the giant crashed into the fat guy and they both threw themselves out of the front door.

Just then, the thin man had come back to the fight and caught Lucia with a hard kick to the back of the head and floored her. Lucia lay face first on the floor, breathing hard when two more entered.

Together the three of them stomped the shit out of Lucia's back and flipped her around to repeat the hard dosage to her chest and abs. They stripped her of what little she wore and threw her nude body out into the garden.
Lucia landed face first on the grass and looked up to see the fat guy and the giant there.

"Uh-oh!," She excalimed as the two large bodies, sandwiched her nude body between them. The fat guy grabbed her hair and smashed her nose with his forehead. Lucia's head flung back as a trail of blood flew from her nostril.
As the fat guy primed another forehead to send into her bloody nose, she kneed him in the balls. As the fat guy stepped away, she wrapped her biceps around his forehead and used her momentum to take him down with her for a stone cold stunner.

Her victory was short lived as two more men appeared behind her and one of them caught her toned back with a hard knee.

"Uff!..." She grunted as she arched her back in pain. The other man caught her with a hard chop to her chest that floored her.

She saw three more men approach from the distance, all eight were in the fight now.

All eight of them stomped the shit out of her with hard kicks and punches to every part of her body.

Thinking fast, she grabbed some dirt and threw it in the face of the three closest to her and watched as they stumbled away, hands in their eyes. Lucia rolled her body to some safety and kipped up to her feet.

As the thin man rushed her, she caught him with a hard kick to the side of the head, knocking him out cold and putting him out of the fight.

She jumped and greeted the giant who rushed her with a hard dropkick, throwing him back into the fat guy behind him. The back of the giant's head landed on the fat guy's nose as he was knocked out cold.

However, It cushioned the giant's fall. He instantly got up and caught her with a punch to her sides. Another man caught her with a hard punch to her left cheek. Lucia's head was flung right as a trail of blood and spit flew out of her mouth.

As he closed in for another strike, Lucia blinded him by spitting blood in his face and smashed his nose in with a hard punch. She swayed her body back just in time as two men rushed her from the sides. Lucia grabbed both of their heads and banged them against each other, knocking them out cold.
Still in the fight, the giant hit her with a punch to the jaw that staggered her back as the remaining four men closed in around her. One of them hit her with hard punch that staggered her toward the giant, who grabbed her in a full nelson.

Three men ravaged Lucia's abs as they rained hard punches on her toned six-pack.

Feeling the bulge of the giant against her ass, Lucia began grinding. The giant aroused and smiling began grinding back while the three men continued their assault on her abs. The intensity of the grinding increased as the giant finally came hard in his pants and passed out by exhaustion.

As the remaining three charged her, Lucia ducked underneath one punch and maneuvered it to hit the face of another man. Shocked at what he had just done, he could do nothing about Lucia's hard punch to the side of his head, that rattled his brain and knocked him out cold.

The final man, she caught with a knee to the face that put him out of his misery.

Lucia stood there panting taking it all in, not quite believing what she had accomplished.

"OH FUCK YEAH! WHO'S THE BOSS NOW BITCHES!," Lucia broke out into a silly impromptu dance until she felt the giant stirring behind her.

"Oh, for fucks sake!"

Lucia moved in quickly and caught him with a high kick to his jaw that made his body go limp. She held there by his chin on her heels as she ripped his tights off.

His body lay on the ground with an erect member as she collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.

Her body drenched in sweat lay there, her chest heaving in unison with her breathing. Lucia felt two large hands grab her legs and part them, as she looked up to see Al Asas.

With a crooked smile, he smashed his foot into her crotch.

"Mental note...to self...learn to bind someone tighter next time," Lucia thought aloud as Asas smashed his knee into her vagina.

Lucia grabbed her womanhood and rolled over, clutching it with both her hands.

Asas grabbed Lucia's short hair and pulled her to her knees before smashing her in the face with a hard knee.

It sprang her head up and left a small bruise on her cheek as she quickly bought her hand up in time to block another one. Lucia smashed his foot hard on the ground and as he bent over to nurse his aching leg, smashed him with a hard knee to the head that put him out like a bulb.

She stood there having defeated nine hard men and took in huge gulps of air.
"Anymore of you maybe want to stand up again?," She said panting.

She heard noise from behind her and turned around to see the giant standing there.

Lucia bought up her hands to block what she thought was a punch but turned out to be a gesture for a hand shake instead.

"YOU...FIGHT...GOOD! I GO NOW IF YOU FIGHT ME ONE ON ONE TOMORROW AT BEACH!"

Lucia looked at the tall giant and weighed her options:
1) Refuse the deal and get the shit beaten out of her
2) Accept it and deal with the problem tomorrow, she has been through enough shit for today.

"Deal!" She said shaking his hands.

The rest of the men left under the orders of the giant brute, who winked at her and slapped her ass when he walked past her.

The eight men shook her hand and took their leave, complementing her as a fighter and thanking her for the fight. At least, that's what she thought.
She was strangely okay with the thought of the brute winking at her as he left, rubbing his hands with a wicked smile.

All she wanted to do now was rest and she collapsed back into an armchair in the garden.

As she promised, Lucia made her way to the beach in the morning and found the brute waiting for her by the shoreline.

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She wasn't sure if it was because she fought eight men but he certainly didn't look this intimidating last night.

"SO WOMAN! YOU COME! GOOD!"

The only thing more annoying than his tiny thong was his stupid deep, baritone voice.

"ME FIGHT YOU AND FUCK YOU GOOD!"

"Learn to string a sentence together bub, may help you be more menacing!"

"WOMAN FUNNY! ME AL SAKARAL, YOUR DESTROYER!"

He studied her from head to toe:

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The outfit she had chosen was driving him wild.

Lucia took off her glasses, and the two combatants circled each other in the sand, cautiously looking for an opening.

Sakaral moved first, catching her off guard with a brutal punch to her abs.
As Lucia bent over, he locked her head between his knees and lifted her body up upside down.

Sakaral poured pressure on Lucia's lower abs in an upside down bearhug.
Lucia countered by locking her legs around his big stupid head and squeezing hard.

Both combatants refused to let go of their holds.

The stood there straining under the pressure of hard submission holds until Sakaral finally changed his tactics.

Grabbing her hair, he stuffed the back of Lucia's head into his crotch and wrapped his thick thighs around the sides of her head in a beautiful standing head scissor.

The intense pressure on her stomach and head, made Lucia loosen her scissor hold.

Watching as her legs plopped down from near his head, he grabbed hold of them and threaded his hands between her legs. Lucia hung upside down, with a large thighs clamping down on the sides of her head.

He roped his arms around her thighs and locked both this wrists on her shapely butt.

The silhouette of the two combatants formed against the sun, Sakaral stood big and proud with Lucia's head almost disappearing between his large thighs and her lower body bent outward like some of sort of weird standing head scissor/Boston crab combo.

"WHAT YOU THINK? SUBMIT..." Sakaral growled as Lucia let out heavy grunts and moans in response.

"BARAKA KOR!" Sakaral screamed as he let Lucia go and watched her fall face first to the sand. She lay there breathing hard, her breaths blowing softly on the sand.

He laughed and kicked her hard in the back.

Lucia winced as Sakaral straddled her from behind. He sat himself down on her ass and pulled her roughly by her short hair.

"Ufff...fuck!," Lucia grunted as Sakaral bent her upper body backward with disdain. He grabbed her arms and rested her them over his knees, positioning his hands from her hair to Lucia's chin, locking her in a camel clutch.

Freeing one hand from under Lucia's chin, he tore off her top and groped her tits rough, using his fingers to twist her nipples hard.

"Ahhhhh!," Lucia groaned as Sakaral's rough finger tweaked her nipples. He finally let go of his other hand from under her chin and grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, bending her muscular body till the top of her head touched his chest.

Sakaral was enjoying himself a bit too much and left Lucia's hands open. She grabbed his throat and flipped herself over his head till she was standing behind him. While Sakaral was still on his ass, she caught him with a hard kick to the back.

"AAAH!," He growled as Lucia lodged a knee in the middle of his back and stretched his arms backwards towards her.

Sakaral countered by sliding backwards under her legs and pulling Lucia's arms with him, pulling her, flipping Lucia to her back. He quickly grabbed her palms and locked them under her own head and facesat her.

With his arms, he grabbed her legs and pulled back, till her knees were wrestled in his armpit and Lucia's crotch was in front of his face.

"Mmmphf, mmmmphf..." She groaned as he headbutted her hard in the crotch and laughed.

Lucia bit down on his balls hard and watched as Sakaral grabbed his jewels and scampered away, writhing in pain.

Lucia shook the cobwebs off and slowly got to her feet. She saw Sakaral still on the floor, twitching and turning with pain.

She walked towards him slowly, Lucia's strong silhouette against the sun was the last thing Sakaral saw before Lucia ripped off his clothes and put on a sleeper hold. It was the second time in one day, he was passing out with an erection.

Lucia left him there unconscious on the beach sands and walked away.

It wasn't long before Lucia was attracting trouble again. Her drunken clip challenge had gone viral and she suddenly found herself the center of attraction for all kinds of brutes.

"You Lucia Dern?," asked the large man as he saw Lucia standing next to the pool.

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He saw Lucia's bemused look and laughed. Troy Isgern was a tall man, maybe 7 feet and towered over her. He was also clearly younger, maybe 19 or 20 and his lean, ripped body flexed with hard muscle. His face was notable for being freckled and he had large, square rimmed glasses over his eyes.

"Gotta number there, huh buddy?," Lucia smiled.

A sly grin formed across Troy's face.

"Very funny! But i don't think you will be laughing too long."

At his gesture, three more men emerged and surrounded Lucia. They weren't as tall but were ripped with muscle.

"I think you can put two and two together..." Troy smiled as raised his fists next to his face.

"I don't have too many options do i?," Lucia quipped as she took a fight stance. The four men surrounded her with raised fists.

"As a matter of fact, you have two!" Troy said smiling.

"You let us fuck the shit outta you!"

The four men swiveled on their foot slowly moving in a circle around Lucia who stood her ground. Lucia's eyes followed the men around her.

"Or?.." Lucia's face beamed a radiant smile.

"We beat the shit outta you..." Troy's speed surprised Lucia and she could do nothing about his large fist burying into her hard six-pack abs. Lucia bent over grabbing her stomach and the large man behind her introduced his knee into her crotch.

"Ungh!," Lucia winced as she fell to her knees, her hands cradling her jewels.

"...and then fuck the shit outta you!"

Troy's large knee smashed into Lucia's face as the glasses on her face broke in two and her head sprang back sending a trail of blood from her nose spraying in the air. Lucia felt rough hands fondle her breasts and rip her top off while the man on her left chopped her hard in her chest.

Lucia screamed as another large hand struck across her chest, reddening it on impact. She noticed a large hand-print form in the center of her chest.

Troy grabbed her by the hair and raised a drowsy Lucia to her feet.

"So what do you think babe?," quipped Troy with a sly grin.

"Ready to get to the good part?"

Laughter echoed around the room but was quickly silenced by a cold spit in Troy's face.

Enraged, Troy punched Lucia hard in the stomach and as she bent over, squeezed her head between his thighs and lifted her up to a seated position on his shoulder.

He powerbombed Lucia hard onto the concrete floor. Lucia lay motionless and breathing heavily on the floor as the four men laughed and began stomping her body from head to toe.

Desperate, Lucia grabbed one of the men by his ankles and tripped him to the ground hard. The back of his head bounced off the concrete as he was instantly knocked out. Lucia tripped the man to her right as well and saw him fall into the pool behind him. The man above her got a knuckle sandwich to his balls and fell to his knees with tears in his eyes.

But before she could do anything to Troy, the tall man parted her legs and kneed her hard in the crotch.

Lucia squirmed and flipped over to her stomach massaging her crotch, leaving herself open to a hard knee in the center of her back. Troy ripped the rest of Lucia's wardrobe off her body and picked her nude visage up over his head.

Seconds later, Lucia felt herself being smashed chest first on to a bar table. Lucia lay on the table breathing hard, her head lay still to one side, her eyes closed. Lucia's arms and legs lay limp either side of the table, her flexed back slowly rising and falling in tune with her breathing.

Laughing Troy struck her in the back with a hard elbow, instantly springing her upper body from the impact, her scream echoing around the area.

Smiling Troy went in for a follow-up attack but was shocked when his fist hit nothing but air as Lucia moved her face out of the way at the last second. With one of her hands, Lucia grabbed a beer bottle from below the table and broke it on top of Troy's head, knocking him out.

Unfortunately for Lucia, one of the other men recovered and smashed her in the face with two hard fists, knocking her head left and right. Still seated on the counter, Lucia was grabbed by her hair and flung straight into a row of bottles. Her muscular nude body crashed sideways into the bottle showpieces and then fell hard to the floor face-first.

She quickly cleared her head and got up to her knees. Unfortunately, the man struck with a brutal knee under her chin that sprang her head up sending a trail of blood and spit flying out of her mouth. Somehow, Lucia blocked another knee aimed at her face and responded with a hard gut punch that had the man clutching his gut on his knees.

A kick to the side of his head sent him crashing side-first into the counter, his body tearing through wood, leaving a large gap in the middle. His body skidded and came to rest not far from Troy's feet who had recovered and was now standing, taunting Lucia.

With a loud war cry, Lucia broke into a sprint aiming a fist at his face. Halfway through her run, Lucia's head whipped left from the sickening impact of a hard kick. That's when she realized that it had been a dirty trick to lure her out, there was another man waiting on the side.

The brutal kick to the side of her face stopped Lucia in her tracks and reduced her to her knees, her hands temporarily limp by her side. With a wicked grin, Troy and the man went to work on her hard. Lucia felt her body being shuffled from one man to the next as a punching bag. Hard punches impacted her stomach, leaving fist shaped bruises across her hard six pack abs. Deafening chops landed across her chest leaving trails of red on her skin and breasts. They rained hard knees into her crotch till she finally came to rest on her knees again, almost out of it. Lucia's eyes fluttered open and shut as Troy walked up to her.

"I am not done with you just yet..." said Troy with a wicked smile and slowly walked towards her cracking his fists. The other man beside him followed suit.

Blood and sweat flew all over the room as the two men began an ungodly assault on Lucia's face. Hard punches bruised her cheeks purple and a small cut on her lip poured blood. When they were done, Lucia lay on her back, breathing hard spread eagle.

"So...we fuck her or what?," quipped the large man to Tony, who just smiled and grabbed Lucia's short hair and stood her up to her feet.

Lucia saw the wicked grin on Troy's face and looked over to where his eyeline was. In front of them was a large window pane of tough glass.

"I am...going through that, aren't...I?," Lucia said with a tired smile on her face.

Troy just looked at her and smiled.

"Well...shit!"

Lucia felt her body impact sideways on the tough glass, shattering the glass into tiny pieces that cut across her skin, leaving small scratches and cuts all over. Lucia landed back-first on the couch, and amusingly her body landed on the couch in a sitting position. She sat exhausted and bruised.

To make matters worst, another man had recovered. Lucia saw Troy walking towards her, flanked by two more men at his sides.

Lucia slowly got up to her feet and resumed her fight stance as the three men rushed her with a loud war cry.

She found herself being flung back into the couch with hard kick to her stomach and before she could react the second man nailed her with a harsh punch to her right breast. She screamed and threw her head up as Troy followed suit with a big fist to her left breast.

The man on Troy's right grabbed her by the hair and stood her up as the second man smashed a knee into her abs, bending her over. Another man went to work with hard knees and punches to her sides before Troy crumpled Lucia to her knees with an uppercut to the chin.

Lucia fell to her knees exhausted and completely out of it. She was numb to the pain as the four men delivered a hard beating on her muscular body. When they were done, she was almost out cold, sprawled out face first on the floor, breathing hard.

The four men laughed as Troy grabbed her torso and positioned Lucia on her knees, with her ass pointing upward and her face pressed against the ground under one of the men's feet. With a wicked smile, they all took turns punishing her crotch. Kicks, knees and punches devastated her pussy as the dull echo of skin on skin bounced across the room.

Lucia just lay there taking it, she knew she was almost out of it and she would be knocked out at any second.

Just then she saw hope. It was in the form of a large black man made of muscle. It was Sakaral.

"THIS WOMAN MINE!," He screamed and charged at the three men as a smile beamed on Lucia's face. She never thought those words would bring her joy.

As the men fought, Lucia crawled away to get a breather. As good as he was, Sakaral didn't stand much of a chance against four large men and she had to be ready to take out whoever was left.

As predicted the fight raged on for a while as Lucia recovered her strength and got to her feet. Shaking the cobwebs off, she saw Sakaral and Troy standing exhausted, three men out cold by their feet.

"YOU DIE NOW!," Sakaral screamed and charged at Troy but all he saw was a smile.

It was followed by a hard kick to the side of his head, Sakaral's body fell sideways to the concrete, almost limp as if paralyzed from the impact of blow. His eyes fluttered and before they closed he saw Lucia smiling at him and blowing a soft kiss.

Troy stood exhausted as Lucia walked toward him, now refueled and in an menacing mood.

Troy threw a wild punch at her face that Lucia ducked under and immediately blocked the follow-up knee to to her stomach. She had guessed as much. She replied with hard fist to the center of Troy's face, breaking his nose.

As troy attempted to stagger back clutching his nose, Lucia grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards her and into a hard knee to his balls. Troy teared up in pain as Lucia destroyed his dick. Knees, punches and kicks crashed into his groin him without remorse. She soon assaulted the rest of his body as screams and blood spread across the room.

On his knees, pathetic and bloodied, Troy tried his best to catch a glimpse of Lucia through his swollen eye sockets. All he could see was a vague and hazy shape that slowly became clearer as it got near him. Lucia's foot crashed into his bloodied and swollen face with ferocity. He collapsed to his knees first, before he fell to his face, lying in a pool of his own blood.

Lucia breathed a sigh of relief and gulped a few good breaths. She slowly made herself over to Sakaral and picked him up in her arms. Sakaral regained consciousness at the touch of her lips to his and smiled as Lucia carried him away.

A raspy grunt escaped her lips when Lucia's back struck the counter. Her eyes were still wide open, still in shock at the brutal uppercut to her chin, that knocked the young woman on her ass.

"Argh!" She winced, feeling his fingers dig into her scalp, and grab a handful of her hair.

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"Let...m-me go!" she protested. Her pleas were met with a hard slap on her cheek and a knee to her nose.

It was between the moment of impact and the wind up of his attack, Lucia noticed the size of his legs. The girth on his thighs was as wide as her chest and the rest of his body was suitably ballooned. His beady little eyes glimmered and he smiled as he watched her squirm on the floor, holding on to her bloody nostrils.

"The boss was right!" he growled. "You ain't nothin'...just a facade for attention, thinkin' no one will call your bluff!"

"Well guess what bitch!?" Lucia noticed a smile form on his lips.

"We are here to cash your pussy in!"

Big Pete yanked Lucia to her feet by her hair and slammed his small head into her face. An arc of spit and blood, followed the motion of her head as it sprang up to face the ceiling. Her upper body bent to accommodate the fist deep in her belly, then her muscles swelled to absorb the brutal elbow that collided with her back.

Her cheek thudded into the floor, a split second before the rest of her body followed and her breasts squished on impact. She let out a huge cry of anguish as Pete pasted his boot into the centre of her back.

Lucia's life had changed dramatically since her drunk, viral rant. What was more concerning, was that she was beginning to enjoy it. Her days had become a roller coaster of ambushes and tough fights with men, something that she was starting to savour.

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She was on all fours when Pete made his move. This time Lucia was expecting it. She caught his boot inches from her hard six-pack and buried a fist deep into his thigh. The big man waltzed back, hobbling on his foot, giving Lucia enough to time to stand and deliver a hard shin to his head.

The side of Pete's little head bounced off the wall, and Lucia spun around and caught the rebound with another hard kick, burrowing it into the wall.

Lucia began a series of strikes to his chest and mid-section, roughing up the big man. A hard knee to his chest, broke his head free from the fall and sent him staggering back. Lucia jumped off a table in front of her, catching big air and aiming a kick at Pete's face.

Unfortunately, he wasn't as out of it as she had thought, and caught her leg mid-air.

She thudded sideways into the unforgiving concrete as Pete flung her into the wall and ran behind her. As gravity took hold, and she began to peel off, Pete impaled her in the air with a hard knee to her stomach. Lucia screamed as her body bent around his large limb. Then, he slammed her hard into the floor.

A loud whoosh escaped her lips, as the air left her lungs. Her limbs shot up straight from the impact. Lucia shrieked in pain as Pete began stomping her chest. His large, unforgiving leather boots thudded into her breasts, leaving her coughing for breath.

Gritting her teeth, Lucia caught his boot before another impact and twisted his ankle. The big man stumbled back in pain, hobbling on one good leg. With a smile, Lucia kipped up to her feet and gave Pete some sweet chin music, with a hard foot to his chin.

A bloody tooth flew out of his mouth, when she followed it up with a hard fist to his jaw. She kneed him hard in the chest, pushing him back into the wall. Lucia closed the gap with a hard punch to Pete's nose, then nearly broke a rib with a brutal knee.

Desperate Pete blocked an incoming fist and responded with one of his own that gave Lucia a big shiner over her right eye. He held her in place by her hair and kneed her hard in the crotch.

"Ow! Fuck!" She screamed as she fell to her knees, cupping her aching love box. "Why do they always go for my pussy?"

"Uh-oh!" She muttered to herself, as the big man approached her with a glint in his eye.

Lucia winced as he dug his fingers into her hair and punched her hard on the cheek, giving her a fist shaped bruise. Her head rolled to the right and then left, and then sprang up as Pete finished with a huge uppercut. Lucia's arms went limp by her side, her body nearly falling over when he grabbed her hair.

Soon she was pulled up to her feet. Pete wrapped both his knuckles on her short hair and flung her halfway across the room towards the entrance. Lucia landed with a thud and rolled to a stop near the door. She slowly lifted her head up to see that she had landed near a boot.

Lucia tilted her head up to see another man. He chewed on a toothpick and gave her a buck-tooth grin.

"What do we have here?" He said in a nasal voice. "Is this the girl, the boss was talkin' bout?"

Big Pete nodded with a smile.

"Of course, he bought friends. Wouldn't be that easy now, would it?" thought Lucia as he flipped her around with a hard kick to her sides. She grunted and held her stomach.

Greasy Joe unfurled her hands and straddled her stomach, pinning her arms to the side. He wore rugged and dirty denims but even heavy jeans couldn't contain the bulge that Lucia could feel rub up her six-pack. His hairy chest was in desperate need of a trim, and the added weight of his large paunch pinned her down further.

She winced as he slapped her breasts with a sadistic glee on his face. Then his hands wandered down to her six-pack abs. Joe grabbed her hair and lifted Lucia's head up to face him.

"ARGH! UFFF! AHHH!" Her cries filled the air as Joe reddened her belly, with deep, sharp punches. He took great joy in his work, and all Lucia could do is bare it. What made it worse was his ever-growing bulge, that had now swelled up to size.

"I can already tell we are going to have a lot of fun with you..." He leant down and stared Lucia in the eyes.

"Before we fuck your brains out!"

"Y-yeah? Ufff!" grunted Lucia as another punch found its mark in her mid-section.

"Don't get your hopes up!"

Lucia slammed her forehead into his nose, leaving Joe reeling on the floor in agony. Big Pete moved in and stomped Lucia hard in the chest, leaving her coughing. She winced as Pete yanked her to her feet and pinned her to the wall.

Some new bruises formed on her stomach, in the shape of Pete's large fist's that pounded her belly. Lucia concentrated and bore the pain. She could see Joe starting to recover and getting to his feet, Lucia knew he couldn't let him do that.

Grunting one final time, she bore a hard fist and then gave Pete a shiner with one of her own. Lucia followed up with hard kick to his chest, pushing him back and giving herself some space to quickly move to Joe. He was still groggy on his feet, furious and in pain.

"Wait till I get my hands on that bitch..." He was busy murmuring to himself, not noticing Lucia moving towards him. She reminded him of her presence with a punch to his tailbone and then flipped him around for a huge uppercut to his chin.

Lucia heard Pete's heavy footsteps behind her and dove out of the way just in time, and watched him tackle Joe to the floor instead. Joe screamed in pain as his back crashed into the floor. Confused to find himself on top of Joe, Pete did nothing to stop Lucia's foot smashing into the back of his head.

He fell forward, his forehead colliding with Joe's nose, who screamed in agony. Lucia laughed at the sight of the two men on top of each other.

"Get off me!" screamed Joe, rolling his dazed friend off him. He got to his feet and ran towards Lucia in a murderous rage. She smiled and side stepped him at the last second.

As he passed by, a knee to his large stomach stopped him dead in his tracks, and then another knee to his nose made him scream in pain. He stood straight up from the impact, holding on to his poor, battered nose, which now looked like a decoration on a Christmas tree.

Lucia focused and began an unrelenting attack on Joe's fat stomach. His flesh swayed with each deep strike, making agony course through his veins. Soon, spots and bruises formed all over his skin. He teared up from the pain, getting closer and closer to throwing up with each blow.

She put him out of his misery with a kick that caught his chin on the way up and her heel that crashed into the back of his head on the way down. Joe's face slammed onto the floor, knocking him out cold.

Just then a loud scream caught her attention, it was Pete and he was already half-way to her. She could do nothing to stop the tackle. Lucia's feet left the ground, as Pete wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. He slammed her toned back on to the floor.

The impact left Lucia winded, and Pete straddled her chest, pinning her arms beneath his knees.

A small cut opened up on the side of her lips, then it was joined by a bruise on her cheek. The third fist crashed into her nose and the fourth gave her a black eye. Before another could connect, Lucia caught Pete's fist and gave him one of her own.

Pete's lips swelled up from the impact, and then his eyes turned red when another connected with the side of his head. A punch to his chin knocked another tooth out, and then another one gave him a deep, black bruise on his cheek. He fell off her and Lucia straddled his chest.

She beat his face to a pulp with hard fists, till her knuckles were blood red. Realising he was out cold, she finally stopped and got up gingerly. Her body was a battered mess and she was exhausted. Lucia's mind already raced forward to the nice, warm bath after dumping these men to the curb.

They were cut short by a large, black arm that wrapped around her throat from behind. As she struggled for breath, a large knee punished her crotch with a deep strike, leaving her wide-eyed and unable to scream.

"Quite the troublemaker, aren't you?" He whispered in her ear.

Lucia cursed herself. She had been stupid not to pay more attention to what Pete and Joe were saying. There were three opponents she had to deal with, not two. The reality of the situation began to sink in, as deep as The Boss's knee into her crotch, causing another scream to die in her throat. His arm coiled around her neck like a python strangling his prey. His penchant for low blows was on display too.

To make matters worse, Joe was beginning to stir again, crawling on his knees and looking for something to pull himself up. Lucia gritted her blood red teeth and bore another knee to her pussy. She elbowed her assailant hard in the sides, but Boss responded by squishing her tits and tweaking her nipples.

She could feel his large, muscular chest on her back and his thickening bulge rub up between ass cheeks. His long, rough fingers danced around her areola and then his thumb joined in to twist her nipples like a knob. Lucia watched Joe slowly get to his feet with rage in his eyes, and knew she had to act fast.

Concentrating and gathering some strength, she bore another knee into her crotch and responded by shooting her leg straight up. The muscles in her leg threw off sweat as they flexed, then her foot crashed into The Boss's face, giving him a swollen left eye.

He stumbled back massaging his wound, leaving himself open to a kick straight to his throat.

The Boss fell to his knees. He coughed up spit and blood, struggling to breathe. His eyes went wide in panic and his tongue shot out of his mouth. Lucia's foot smashed his cheek, knocking a few of his teeth loose and sending him spiralling to the floor in a heap.

Joe's scream filled her ear and she quickly flipped around. She saw him running with a maddening rage in his eyes.

"YOU ARE DONE BITCH! YOU ARE-" His scream was cut short by a kick to his face. Lucia's sole squished his nose in, and she pressed down as hard as she could.

Joe teared up from the pain, and fell to his knees, a pathetic and pleading mess of a man. Blood ran down his nostrils and strands of spit hung from his mouth.

"PLEASE! NOOOO! AAAHHHH!" screamed Joe, pleading for release but Lucia dug her foot in further. She stood there with her foot on his face, and Joe crying on his knees. She could taste the sweet flavours of victory, another hard fought fight, done and dusted. Then something unexpected happened.

Lucia felt pain shoot through her crotch, it crawled up her torso and then to her throat. She let out a huge scream, tearing up and looked down. A large knee had coiled up between her legs and she tilted to her head to see Pete's bloodied and bruised visage. Lucia's eyes went wide in terror.

"TIME FOR SOME PAYBACK BITCH!" screamed Pete and slid another knee, right into her love box.

Lucia released Joe, and he squirmed on the floor in unbearable pain. She stood there with her hands between her legs, feeling Pete's fingers wrap around her hair and gritting her teeth. This was a beating, she couldn't refuse.

It began with a hard fist to her chin. Lucia's head sprung up, flinging beads of sweat into the air. Another fist landed on one of her bruised cheeks, sending fresh pain rippling through the lesion. Pete then targeted her breasts, ripping into them with sadistic glee and anger. She screamed as brutal strikes connected with her mounds, turning them bluish-purple.

Pete heard Joe stir behind him, slowly getting to his feet. His nose was now a misshapen mass of meat, and his eyes burned with rage.

"You want some of this?," Pete grabbed Lucia's hair and displayed her like an ornament, presenting her battered body for Joe's inspection. The fat man licked his lips, eager for revenge. Lucia saw his bulge threaten to break free from its confines, and his knuckles cracking in anticipation. For now, this was another beating she would have to take.

Pete flung Lucia by her hair towards Joe and her face landed between his feet. Fuming with anger, Joe pressed his boot into the back of her head and grinded her nose into the floor. Lucia screamed and wailed in pain, but it only served to heighten Joe's torture.

Eventually, he nearly ripped her hair from her scalp when he pulled her up and looked her right in the eye. Even wracked with pain, the amazon stood proud. Lucia's eyes shone brightly, still believing she could win this. At that moment, Joe formed a newfound respect in his heart and his rage melted away. In its place, faint murmurs of a new feeling began forming at the pit of his stomach. It crawled its way up his skin, going to his chest and then to his throat.

With a vile scream, revenge manifested on his lips. It shook Lucia to the core, the beating was going to be worse than she expected.

Joe pumped his knee into her crotch and held Lucia steady by her hair. She screamed in agony as another knee found its mark, followed by a punch and then a shin. Her screams got shorter and shorter, as Joe's pace got faster and faster. Strike after brutal strike followed in quick succession.

He finally stopped when he saw a soft bruise appear around her opening. By now, Lucia's arms had gone limp by her side, her eyes half-open and her feet unsteady. She gritted her teeth, determined to last through this beating. She slowly clenched her fist, drawing power and standing firm, ready to weather anything that they planned to throw at her.

With his feeling of revenge now satiated, respect for Lucia's endurance bubbled to Joe's face. He couldn't help but smile at the tough woman before him. Battered and bruised, she still stood, unwilling to go down without a fight. Even Pete let out a small smile.

They gave her a small nod, and she responded in kind. Her legs slowly retained their form, falling into place and firm. Lucia stood with her fists raised, ready for one final push. It was then she heard The Boss's footsteps approaching behind her and smiled.

He tackled her from behind and took her down, raining punches on her back. Lucia covered up expecting Pete and Joe to join in but they didn't. They stood their waiting for their turn, content to let The Boss and her duke it out. He flipped her around and began an assault on her stomach.

Joe and Pete watched her squirm and grunt. Even taking a beating, Lucia's face was fierce. Her eyes still had confidence. She had the heart of a warrior.

She let out an angry grunt as The Boss's large fist thudded into her stomach. Joe and Pete's jaw dropped when Lucia slowly placed her hands behind her head. The Boss couldn't believe his eyes. She was inviting him to hit her.

"HARDER!" She screamed as another fist painted her skin. The Boss's knuckles were running out of space to deliver new bruises to her hard six-pack. She bore all of his attacks with nothing more than sharp grunts and gritted teeth.

"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT!?" She screamed as The Boss' attacks slowed down.

Soon, he stood up exhausted. He looked over to his boys and smiled, then helped Lucia to her feet.

The three men formed a circle around the amazon, their fists raised and ready for the curtain call. Lucia smiled, she had won their hearts and respect. All that was left now, was the final throw down.

It began by a kick to Lucia's abs that bent her over, then Pete's knee found its mark on her forehead. She staggered back, right into Joe's punch that landed on her tailbone. Lucia bent back and winced, a loud grunt escaping her lips.

She blocked another of The Boss' kicks inches from her face, but had to eat a fist to her stomach from Pete. She bore an elbow to her back, while she delivered one of her own to The Boss' thigh. As he staggered back, Lucia flipped around and ate a hard knee to her kidney by Joe, wincing as she blocked Pete's knuckles inches from her face.

The Boss came back in to deliver a knee to her crotch from behind, but she bore it with a grunt and punched Pete in the throat. The big man stumbled out of the circle and Lucia's head flipped up from an uppercut to her chin from Joe. He grabbed her nipples and twisted, while The Boss grabbed a handful of her muff and squeezed.

Lucia bore the sharp pain that shot up through her body, and punched Joe in the nose for one final time. Her knuckle finally cracked it and Joe writhed on the floor in agony. An elbow to The Boss' cheek dislodged his grip on her. She jumped up in the air and delivered a fist to his eye, closing it shut and knocking him to the floor.

Pete rushed her and Lucia jumped off a nearby table, this time she connected with a flying kick to the side of his head, flipping the large man to the floor. It was finally done. Lucia watched as the three men squirmed on the floor, writhing in misery.

She smiled and limped towards the bar exhausted. The fight had drained her of all her energy. She looked down to see cuts and bruises all over her body, and sighed. Lucia cracked out a bottle of Whiskey and poured herself a glass. Then, she took out three more and kept them on the table.

The Boss, Pete and Joe slowly got to their feet and sat down on the bar stools. Lucia poured them all a peg, and their glasses clanked to celebrate a good fight.